Ascension, starting from the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth

Yang Che has been thinking about the nursery in Wangxiju.

So without any nonsense, he bowed to Fairy Shuangyue and took out the body of the ghost-faced fox.

"Oh, I remembered it. You seem to be the entry-level 'fairy seedling' I have introduced, right?"

Fairy Shuangyue looked like she had suddenly realized something, and she didn't seem to care at all about the ghost-faced fox corpse that Yang Che took out.

"The fairy still remembers this matter, I am deeply honored by this junior."

Yang Che saluted again, and then hurriedly said: "Fairy, I have something to ask of you. Can the reward items for this monster hunting mission be replaced by a formation flag with blocking and psychedelic effects?"

When Fairy Shuangyue heard this, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of joking on her face: "The formation flag with the psychedelic effect is more valuable. If I change it like this, I will suffer a big loss."

Yang Che couldn't help but touch his nose, but he still said sincerely: "To be honest with the fairy, this junior is eager to use this thing, so if the fairy is willing, this junior is also willing to replenish some spiritual stones."

Seeing Yang Che's heartfelt and unpretentious sincerity, Fairy Shuangyue smiled and said: "Forget it, you and I are destined. You should put away this psychedelic formation flag."

Fairy Frost Moon flicked her jade hand, threw three small gray flags to Yang Che, and told him how to use them.

"Thank you fairy."

Yang Che happily put away the three small gray flags and immediately raised his hands to express his thanks.

Fairy Shuangyue stopped talking, took away the body of the ghost-faced fox, and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, paused in her steps, and said: "I remember that you seemed to be a secular person in the Wugan Mountains called 'Wumen' Immortal seedlings sent by the sect, right?"

Hearing the word 'Wumen', Yang Che was slightly startled, but he nodded immediately.

"What a coincidence. When I returned to the valley a few days ago, I saw a few people claiming to be Wumen at the foot of Qihuang Mountain at the entrance to the valley. They seemed to want to seek help from Wulong Valley. I don't know if they are gone now."

After Fairy Shuangyue finished speaking, she left.

Yang Che did not dare to delay, stepped on the locust leaf magic weapon and rushed back towards Sunset Gorge at lightning speed.

Returning to Wangxi Residence, according to the method taught by Fairy Shuangyue, three small flags were placed in three strange directions outside the nursery.

Then a little bit of mana was poured into the flag, and a strange gray mist suddenly appeared out of thin air and immediately enveloped the entire nursery.

Then, as the gray fog slowly dissipated, Yang Che was suddenly surprised to find that the nursery was missing?

And not only the fragrance of the Nine-leaf Moyang Fruit, but also the smell of all the herbs in the nursery could not be smelled at all.

Yang Che's heart sank at first, fearing that the nursery would really disappear.

It wasn't until he injected some magic power into the place where one of the small flags was that the nursery magically appeared in front of him again.

After trying this for several times, Yang Che finally mastered the rules, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

Then Yang Che began to think seriously about Wumen.

He originally wanted to concentrate on his cultivation and ignore this matter.

However, Wumen, a secular sect, has a close relationship with him.

Although there was a reward order at the beginning, it didn't matter since the master and disciple Zhao Qu who was the initiator had been killed by him.

Moreover, he came to Wulong Valley under the guise of a Wumen fairy seedling, so Wumen would probably come to him when they were in trouble.

From the Zongmen Library, Yang Che already knew that immortal cultivators valued cause and effect, and Fairy Shuangyue specifically mentioned this matter. Could it be that she was also secretly reminding him of this matter of cause and effect?

After careful consideration, Yang Che decided to take a look.

After leaving Wangwangxi Residence, we went straight to the foot of Qihuang Mountain where the sect's maze was.

Here, there are two deacon disciples on duty.

One is at the ninth level of Qi refining stage, and the other is at the tenth level of Qi refining stage, both wearing black disciple robes.

In Wulong Valley, if there is no background support, the disciples below the ninth level of Qi refining stage are basically handyman disciples.

It's just that handyman disciples don't just do odd jobs, but as long as they complete certain chores and accumulate a certain sect contribution value, they can also enjoy many sect resources.

For example, the conveniences provided by Chuangong Building, Library, Baiji Hall, Spirit Medicine Garden, Dihuo Hall, etc.

The disciples who have reached the ninth level and the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage and are on duty in the sect are deacon disciples.

If there is no background support, the status of the deacon disciples is naturally much higher than that of the handyman disciples.

For example, in the Chuan Gong Building, the Library, the Hundred Machine Hall, the Earth Fire Hall, the Spiritual Medicine Garden, the Spiritual Beast Pavilion, etc., most of them are managed by deacon disciples.

So when the two deacon disciples on duty saw Yang Che and found that he only had the eighth level of Qi Refining, they just glanced at him.

Yang Che stepped forward and saluted the two senior brothers, then raised his hands and asked: "Two senior brothers, are there any people in the secular world who call themselves Wumen here?"

The young man at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage was slightly startled, and then he said nonchalantly: "There are indeed a few mortals who call themselves Wumen who came to look for Yang or something, saying they were the fairy seedlings sent in a few years ago."

"But I have only 8,000 Qi-refining disciples in Wulong Valley. How can I find them? So I sent them back."

"That's it, thank you, senior brother, for informing me."

Yang Che completed the exit procedures, left Oolong Valley, and soon came to the sky above the desert land.

Not long after flying out, Yang Che discovered that there was a person below who seemed to be buried in the yellow sand, with only half of his body exposed.

Normally, it would have been impossible for Yang Che to stop and pay attention to this person, but now that he had confirmed that Wumen had sent people, he still collected the locust leaf magic weapon and landed on the desert to where the person was buried.

With a wave of his hand, the yellow sand flew away in all directions, revealing a rather young and handsome face.

The man's lips were dry and cracked, and there was a lot of sand blocking his mouth and nose.

Yang Che recalled that he had already become an immortal cultivator when he crossed this desert. At that time, even he felt that the wind and sand here were too difficult to withstand.

It is conceivable that these people from Wumen spent a lot of effort and difficulty to find Wulong Valley.

Yang Che sighed slightly in his heart.

Immortal cultivators attach great importance to cause and effect, but there is also a "difference between immortals and mortals".

Perhaps by settling the Wumen incident this time, he would have completely settled his relationship with the mortal world.

Yang Che took out the water from the storage bag and quickly revived the young man.

"Brother, you saved me, thank you very much."

The young man coughed several times and was very weak. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Yang Che asked: "What is your name, and where do you come from?"

He did not directly ask the young man if he was from the Wu sect, but instead asked in a different way with caution.

There was a hint of vigilance in the young man's eyes, but he quickly thought that the person in front of him was his savior, so after hesitating for a moment, he said weakly:

"I'm Gong Xiao, a member of the Wu Clan. Brother, you'd better leave me alone and leave quickly. I have many enemies in the Wu Clan, and I'm afraid it will bring trouble to my brother."

As he spoke, the young man coughed violently again.

Yang Che helped Gong Xiao up and almost dragged him forward.

Soon, another figure appeared.

"He's my classmate."

A hint of joy appeared on Gong Xiao's face, and just as he was about to shout, a strong wind suddenly rose from the left direction, and a sandstorm swept across.

Yang Che's expression changed slightly, and he pulled Gong Xiao away from the rotating sandstorm.

But fellow disciple Gong Xiao was not so lucky, he was rolled up by the waist and disappeared without a trace.

"There are actually immortal cultivators."

Yang Che thought to himself, his eyes darkening involuntarily.